Chapter 1448 How Fake!

There is no door in the entire Feng family that Feng Xinglang cannot enter.

This has been the case twenty years ago! Twenty years later, the same is true now.

Feng Lixin was half lying on the desk, crying like an insecure child. The already thin shoulders were trembling even more.

Under the careful care of Butler Mo and Mo Ranran, Feng Lixin recovered day by day.

It can be said that Butler Mo's careful care gave Feng Lixin a second life.

But he was healthy, but Butler Mo left! Also leaving together was Mo Ranran.

Feng Xinglang picked up the letters scattered on the desk and the floor. Halfway through reading them, his nose felt sour.

It seems that Mo Ranran has real feelings for his eldest brother Feng Lixin. But her enthusiasm failed to receive a response.

Maybe even worse!

Noila Mo left so resolutely, obviously she was severely rejected.

When Feng Xinglang saw Mo Ranran's recovery physical therapy form and medicinal diet details attached to the letter, his lips pursed tightly.

What a considerate and good girl! Why doesn’t the eldest brother Feng Lixin know how to cherish it?

Maybe it's not that Feng Lixin doesn't know how to cherish it, but that he doesn't have the courage and confidence to cherish this relationship.

"You don't even want to call someone to save your life...and you still cry like this? How fake!"

Feng Xinglang's opening remarks were always so impressive.

Only in front of Feng Xinglang, Feng Lixin didn't have to disguise his emotions;

You can be honest in front of Feng Xinglang with your truest state of mind.

"No one can look down on me as a loser now, right?"

Feng Lixin blew his nose with a tissue and threw it on the desk. At this moment, he was very different from the gentle gentleman he usually was; he was almost like a worldly person.

"Slap you! Don't let you talk about yourself like that in the future!"

Feng Xinglang reached over and stroked Feng Lixin's head hard as if he were a child.

"I'm just a loser! You don't need to cover up for me!"

Feng Lixin raised his head, like a zombie whose soul had been separated from him, and sat on the chair with a distracted look, with an expression that didn't matter.

"Feng Lixin! If you dare to talk about yourself like that again... I'm really going to take action!" Feng Xinglang was very dissatisfied with Feng Lixin's state.

"Then let's do it! It's best to beat me, Feng Lixin, to death, then you, Feng Xinglang, will be considered worthy!"

"..."

This kind of Feng Lixin who didn't want to live or die seemed familiar to Feng Xinglang, but it was not the same as before.

"Feng Lixin, you are not even afraid of death, but you are still afraid of marrying Mo Ranran back to the Feng family?!"

Feng Xinglang changed his way of speaking. Face the problem directly in front of Feng Lixin more straightforwardly.

"Then tell me, what should I do to marry Noila Mo?"

Feng Lixin is smiling. But the smile was a bit sad.

"..." Feng Xinglang couldn't help but be startled: What do these mean?

"Didn't you already marry Lan Youyou? It's not a familiar journey for you yet?!"

Feng Xinglang obviously understood, but he was pretending not to understand.

"Feng Xinglang, you know better than anyone else: I can no longer be considered a man! I can't give Mo Ranran the married life she wants!"

Feng Lixin grinned, and his smile was a little scary, "Let me tell you bluntly: My thing is no longer good! If Mo Ranran marries me, she is destined to be a widow for the rest of her life! Feng Xinglang, what else do you have? Is there something you don’t understand?!”

How desperate and pessimistic a man must be to open his most taboo things in front of others like digging old wounds!

Feng Xinglang was suddenly speechless.

Slowly, he moved forward and hugged his eldest brother Feng Lixin tightly in his arms. Then, he clearly felt his trembling, his suppressed sobs and his broken heart.

I can't always say: Mo Ranran only needs your sincerity! That is nothing but a fairy tale that deceives oneself and others.

"Xinglang... that night... Ranran, she... she took off her clothes... and stood in front of me alive... with a Huaichun smile on her face, so young, so beautiful... but I... can I...but what else can I do to love her?!"

"Then...then I reprimanded her severely...when I saw her tears falling down..."

"She kept telling me she was sorry..."

"But I still kept scolding her... like a devil!"

"Later...later I actually called Lao Mo...Although I didn't explain...but I guess Lao Mo should understand..."

"How about it, have I been ruthless and righteous enough? I guess she will never forgive me in this life!"

Feng Lixin was laughing, laughing miserably.

"You're wrong...she's not angry with you at all! Otherwise, she wouldn't have written these things to you! Brother...actually the one who should say I'm sorry...is me!"

Feng Xinglang hugged Feng Lixin tightly, and the two brothers hugged each other for a long time.

Until Xueluo and two children knocked on the door.

"Xinglang...brother..."

"Papa...uncle..."

Knowing that he was in this state, Feng Lixin didn't want to go out and face others at all, "I'll go out and call them away! You stay in the room and face the wall and think about your mistakes! For those words that hurt Ran Ran for you!"

The door was opened, and the three faces posted on the door immediately retracted.

"Dad, what are you talking about with your uncle? Did your uncle show you the love letter Da Ranran wrote to him?"

Little Lin Nuo looked curiously at the door; but he was snatched out by his father's long arm. With a hook, the door was closed.

"Xinglang, where is eldest brother? Why don't you go downstairs for dinner together?"

Xueluo, who also wanted to stretch out his hand and look around, was blocked by Feng Xinglang's strong body.

"My eldest brother doesn't need to eat tonight! Let him face the wall and think about his mistakes! Hungry him, and his brain will be clear!" Feng Xinglang said with a cold sense of humor.

"Uncle, can you not be hungry for the papa?"

Feng Tuantuan still feels very sorry for his biological father Feng Lixin, "Tuantuan's papa is not in good health, so we can't go hungry!"

"Anyway, Da Ranran and Lao Mo have been driven away by your papa. Who else will feel sorry for your papa now?! According to me, just starve your papa! Anyway, your biological father is good and bad!"

Feng Xinglang held his niece Feng Tuantuan in one hand and his son Nuonuo in the other, then pressed his body against his wife Xueluo and walked toward the stairs.

At the dinner table, everyone seemed to have a bad appetite.

"Xinglang, what do you mean by your elder brother? Did he call Butler Mo? At this time, Butler Mo and Ran Ran should have already got off the plane, right?"

Xueluo put down the bowl and chopsticks and sighed sadly.

"Then Tuantuan, please call Grandpa Mo, okay?"

"It definitely won't work! You're so annoying, Da Ranran must have left because he thought you were annoying!" kid Lin Nuo booed.